a person can hear...
but a friend listens for the meaning
a person can look...
but a friend see the heart
a person can know...
but a friend understands
a true friend knows the song in your heart...
and sings it back to you when you forget
When I'm in a race, my battle is within myself. It's all about what my heart and my mind believes and wants. Sometimes the heart wants more than the mind is willing to handle. Other times my mind expects things that the heart cannot give. In the end it is truly the two of them working together like two hands on a sword surviving a duel that I call MY RACE!
Vilma var i skolan i dag.
Nej den var inte rolig.
Jag vill sova!!!
Men lyckligtvis jag älskar läxor..or not.
Det är också nästan fredag.
Januari=nästan sommaren :).
Och nu jag slutar, därför att jag kan inte tala svenska..:/